The page was built to honour the passing of Passing of Alex Morison, guitarist and writer with the Feckin Ejits. Like most bands of that time, we were in it purely for the craic and we certainly had plenty of that. I personally believe
Alex could have done so much better but he was dedicated to his job of being a nurse and that came first. Some of the hook lines and lyrics we wrote together still ring round my head but sadly we had very little recorded, so what
folk hear is just what the years have let us keep. Someone somewhere, has old cassettes of the Ejits - I just hope I can find em to show what a class writer the boy was.